Qin Kaifeng's words actually imply that Qin Sicong hopes to enter the Qin family in the future. Inexplicably, he always treats his niece who is not related by blood. Sometimes, he also thinks, is it really just because of the similarity of appearance? Maybe I would pay attention to her at first, because of this, but later, it was not all.

Just like the Qin family he laid down, he knew that the successor he wanted to elect could not be her, but he would also hope that some of his property could be handed over to her in the future.

It's a strange idea. I can't tell the reason.

"Uncle, at least now, I just want to be a screenwriter and write a good script." Qin Sitong said.

"What uncle understands is that, at this stage, it's always good for you to know more people. Even if you're just a screenwriter, you don't only know how to write scripts, but also need contacts." Qin Kaifeng said.

Qin Sitong also understood that this was Qin Kaifeng's good intention, so he no longer refused. "Well, thank you, uncle."

Qin Kaifeng looked at his niece in front of him and couldn't help smiling again, just like the person in front of him. If his life was good, he would be very comforted and happy.

Maybe it's because he and Yuanyuan are unhappy, so he will hope that at least she who looks like Yuanyuan can be happy.

If he feels good about her, it seems that he himself has been comforted

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After Qin Kaifeng left, Qin Sitong turned his neck a little tired. It felt like a hard battle tonight.

She cleaned up a little, and then went to the balcony. When she was about to close the curtains, she was stunned.

The street lamp not far from the community, the not so bright light, and the touch of moonlight fell on the figure, which also made her see the figure clearly.

Jun Jisheng... He's still downstairs! Just look up at her balcony.

At this moment, there was no one walking in the community, so his figure was particularly obvious. When she looked at him, his eyes were looking at her, with four eyes on each other. For a moment, her heart suddenly beat violently.

She couldn't tell the reason. She didn't want to see him, but the moment she saw him, it seemed that her body would be excited again.

Calm down, calm down! Qin Sitong, what are you thinking! She kept warning herself. But her eyes could not be removed from him.

Suddenly, she saw a sudden change in his expression, two sword eyebrows wrinkled, and then his thin lips closed tightly into a straight line, and then he lowered himself, his hands around his chest, and his shoulders seemed to twitch faintly.

What's going on? Qin Sitong looked at the figure in surprise. Was it his body... After thinking of some possibility, she turned quickly, took the key, and then hurried downstairs.

When she ran downstairs and ran to Jun Jisheng's heel, she only saw his hands pressing on both sides of his arms. His head was low, and the exposed neck at the collar was red and tight. In her ears, he could hear some hard and heavy breathing, as if whispering something.

But before she could hear what he was saying, suddenly, his arms spread out and suddenly put her in his arms.